Rachel Beck
Bio
a girl just trying to figure out life, love, and how to make use of an English degree
Stories (2/0)
Being a Stand-in Girlfriend
“I just—I don’t want to be a stand-in to you.” Stand-in sounded so hateful coming out of my mouth. The words did carry a lot of hate, though. I had said the words a million times to him, yet this was the first time I actually meant them and wasn’t just seeking validation by his denial. No hatred or anger was directed towards him, but towards the situation I faced. I hated knowing that I was being replaced in the coming days, and my once nonexistent insecurities and confusion seemed to ooze out of my pores like the hangover I knew I was going to have tomorrow morning.
By Rachel Beck6 years ago in Humans
Wasting Mascara on Another Breakup
I am bitter toward those who can easily withstand storms like a tree firmly rooted in the earth. My fingers spread into the earth, trying to grab ahold of anything to keep a tight hold on, and each time it takes more effort to cling on until I simply don’t want to exert myself any longer.
By Rachel Beck6 years ago in Humans